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Drain the blood, fill the barrels to the verge
Vein must flood, bodycount is rising for the dirge
All the creatures that are breathing must be bled
Cure of the ancients, ultimately we are all dead
Bloodletting
Rip my vein open and let the blood rain
Bloodletting
Splash in a gusher my soul will be stained
We all must bleed
The ones among stardust the ones of the deepest pits
Apostles of christ and those who so perfectly into hell fits
All behind heavens door and the ones to the ocean floor
Strong and beautiful or uttermost twisted
All will they bleed
Bloodletting
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